The Country House

It was Friday, August 21 and summer was in full swing. We had a few errands to run before driving up to meet up with David’s family at their country house in Connecticut. The agenda was simple: eat, prep for the next meal, water ski on the lake, nap, and bbq. He warned me that it would  be a weekend of eating and I brushed it off. I had no idea what was about to unfold.

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